After dinner.

Cui Geng cleaned the table slowly, while Su Xi went back to write.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The phone suddenly rang, a message prompt.

Cui Geng casually glanced at his phone and found that it was "Xifeng" who agreed to his friend's application.

He quickly put down his work and sent a message to the other party with his cell phone.

What should I send?

After thinking about it, Cui Geng decided to thank him first, so he started typing: "Hello, God Xifeng, I am your fan."

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The other party replied almost instantly: "What? Isn't this time a bad king?"

Damn it!

Cui Geng was shocked. How did Xifeng know about giving the other party a nickname?

Did you see it in the fan group? Or...

Cui Geng turned his head and looked at the door, it shouldn't be so, right? This good neighbor shouldn't be so complaining, right?

He was a little uncertain.

But it seems that it is not good to ask directly about this kind of thing.

After thinking for a few seconds, Cui Geng typed and replied: "I love and blame him for it. If it weren't for your good writing, who would have been interested in urging me to update me?"

Xifeng: "What you said seems to make sense."

Cui Geng quickly changed the topic: "I heard from Zhang Ning that this time it was because of your help. No matter what, I still have to thank you."

Xifeng: "Just write well, don't think so much."

Before Cui Geng could figure out how to go back, Xifeng sent another message.

Xifeng: "Didn't you say I'm the king of bad things before? Then I want to see how many chapters you can update a day, and you must not be eunuchs. I was sarcastic in the group every day, so I really think I'm blind, right? If you are eunuchs, don't say I'm a reader in the future. I look down on you. Proud face.jpg."

Cui Geng: "???Black question mark face.jpg."

Cui Geng: "I'm sorry, I'm disturbed, I'll say goodbye. I bowed.jpg."

I can't continue chatting anymore.

This girl is not very broad-minded. She has three reader groups and more than 10,000 readers. She is so sarcastic that she has made her look like she is 8,000. Why do she remember me?

Cui Geng even suspected that the reason why Xifeng hoped to open a book was to read jokes.

This is unbearable.

Seeing that the other party did not reply to the message, Cui Geng put down his cell phone and continued to clean the table. After that, he washed all the dishes and plates several times, put them in the disinfection cabinet, then washed his hands, took the cell phone back to the study, and prepared to start typing!

Since the contract has been signed and the time for the release of the book has been agreed, now we must carefully sort out the plot according to what Su Xi said, and then write some manuscripts in advance to avoid card text, recommend explosive updates, and stop updates when other force majeure factors are recommended.

It took two hours to write from 7:30 pm to 9:30 pm, and it took me two hours, like a hearty battle.

The results of the battle were also quite fruitful, and it was written in 5,500 words, almost 2,800 per hour.

It is incomparable to those tentacle monsters with speeds of thousands or even tens of thousands of times per hour, but as a newcomer, the hand speed is quite fast.

Five thousand and five hundred words are divided into two chapters according to the plot plot, and the end of the chapters is ‘optimized’, and the two chapters are completed in this way.

"A little tired, take a break."

Cui Geng stretched out and realized that writing novels was not easy.

He only wrote for two hours, with only more than 5,000 words, and felt a sense of energy and physical fatigue. Those big guys who increased ten thousand words, twenty thousand words, or even thirty thousand words every day were simply unimaginable horror.

People outside the circle will think they are very powerful, while people inside the circle will think they are so scary.

"Sister Su Xi's daily font volume should be around 15,000 or 20,000. It's amazing."

Cui Geng sighed a little.

The neighbor girl opposite looks very weak, but she is very persevering at work, which makes people admire her.

"If you can become a master writer, you will definitely have a few tricks."

Cui Geng thought.

When "Western Wind" first entered the industry, she was just a student. She could write nearly two million words in a summer vacation. If she had the combat power list in that era, she would definitely be the best first and could leave the second place far behind.

Now Su Xi has clearly become a master writer, but she still maintains a lot of updates and keeps herself at the top of the industry with a diligent work attitude.

Cui Geng felt that if he wanted to become a great god, it was inevitable to strictly control the quality, but the update speed should also be improved. Because of the free period, it is necessary to control the update volume, but once it is put on the shelves, at least tens of thousands of words, or even more update words.

This is a lot of pressure for him.

After resting for more than ten minutes, I noticed that it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Cui Geng recovered his physical strength and spirit, but he did not start typing immediately, but called to ask his good neighbor opposite: "Are you hungry now?"

"I'm a little late tonight, and I'm not hungry yet."

Su Xi asked: "Are you going to start cooking?"

"No, I'm not too hungry now."

Cui Geng said: "I just ask first. If you are not hungry, I will cook until around twelve o'clock. Now the manuscript has not been finished yet. I have a good inspiration today."

"That's it, then it's twelve o'clock."

Su Xi suddenly realized and then asked again: "How many words have you written today?"

"Five thousand and five hundred words, I divided two chapters and processed the end of the chapter."

Cui Geng glanced at the computer screen and said, "Sister, I'm pretty inspiration now. I should be able to write two more chapters before the midnight snack. Can you take a look for me later?"

"Okay...no problem."

Su Xi's mood suddenly became a little depressed: "I'll write first, see you later."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

"What's wrong?"

Cui Geng was confused and didn't know why the other party suddenly felt depressed. Could it be Kaven? Then he heard that he was very inspired, so he felt unbalanced?

It shouldn't be!

How could Sister Su Xi be such a great writer, how could she be Kaven?

Shaking his head, Cui Geng didn't think much about it, but continued to start typing.

I had already written five chapters when I submitted my articles, plus the two chapters just now, and now I will start writing the eighth chapter.

Toss!!!

...

at the same time.

The good neighbor's house opposite.

Su Xi hung up the phone, looking a little dazed, and never expected that the other party would write so quickly.

Can you write two more chapters today?

Wouldn't that be ten thousand every day?

Looking at the '3487 words' displayed on the screen of her computer, she was silent when she thought that this was her record from the early morning to the present.

"Are young people so strong nowadays? They just entered the industry and were tens of thousands of dollars a day?"
Chapter completed!